The Hermit Poem by Ima Ryma

The Hermit is an old man who
Does stand upon a mountain peak,
Holding his Lamp of Truth to do
Guidance for Knowledge, he does seek.
A staff does help him navigate
The narrow and dark pathways trod,
In persistent but lonely fate
To learn the truth that be of God.
Human connection he does shun.
He does not trust their hand or tongue.
A lot of healing must be done
On the harm inflicted when young.

Of all the tarot cards that be,
The Hermit is one most like me.